Hey Yo doctor, here's another proper crackAnd it's phat, watch the sniper, time to pay the piperAnd let that real shit provoke, so you's a wanna be 'locAnd you'll get smoked and I hope that yer fans understandWhen ya talk about playin me, the same records that yaMakin' is payin meMotherfuck DreMotherfuck SnoopMotherfuck Death RowYo, and here comes me left blow'cuz I'm the E-A-Z-Y-E, and this is the seasonTo let the Real motherfuckin G's in, ya like a kid yaFound a pup and now yer dapper, but tell me where theFuck ya found ya found an anorexic rapperTalkin 'bout who ya go squabble with and who ya shootYou're only 60 pounds when yer wet and wearin bootsDamn E, they tried to fade you on Dre DayBut Dre Day only met Eazy's pay dayAll of a sudden Dr Dre is a G thang, but on hisOld album cover he was a she thangSo nigga please, nigga please don't step to deezMotherfuckin' Real G's

Yo Dre, what's up? *Bang*Yo Dre, what's up? *Bang*

Now take it to the rapper, claimin to be dapper thenThe Dresta, smoother then a bitch but Dre's a rollinGangster, ain't broke a law in yer life, yet every time you rapYou yap about the guns and knifes, just take a good lookAnd the nigga, and you'll capture the fact, that the bastard isSimply just an actor, who mastered the bang and the slangAnd the Mental, of niggaz in Compton, wattz, and South CentralNever ever once have you ran with the turf, yet in every verse youClaim you used to do the dirt, but tell me who's a witnessTo your fuckin work, so ya never had no buiness, soSave the drama jerk, niggaz straight kill meKnowin that they pranksters, this is going out toYou studio gangsters, see I did dirt, I did work, soMany niggaz can vouch that, so since I got stripesI got the right to rap about that, but niggaz like youI gotta hate ya, I'm tired of Suburbian niggaz talkin aboutThey comin from projectsKnowin ya ain't seen the parts of the streets GThink ya tryin bang around the time of the peace treatyWearin khackis and ya mob while ya ryhme, little fagTried to sag, but he's gettin flooded at the same time,And ya set don't accecpt ya, so ya scared to kick it with yer homies'cuz ya know they don't respect ya, So nigga please checkNuts before ya step to deez, motherfuckin Real G's

Verse Three

Well, it the Knocc Out, definition orginal baby gangsterApproach me like you hard, motherfucker i'mma bank yaShank ya, with my fuckin shank, if I havtaDr Dre an Snoop Dogy Dogg are fuckin actorsPranksters, studio gangsters, bustersBut this time yer dealin with some real motherfuckersG's, nigga please, don't try to stepBecause if ya do, and I pill cap is all that would be leftSee, young niggaz like me, will break ya off somthin,Claimin my city, but Dre you ain't from ComptonNiggaz like ya'll is what I call Wanna be's it aint shit comparedTo Real motherfuckin' G's

I never met an og who never did shit wrongYa tried to this the Eazy-E so now nigga it's on youAnd ya Doggy Dogg, think yer all honk and shitBoth of you bitches, can come and suck my Doggy's dickBeatin a bitch don't make ya shit, but then agian some niggazThink it makes a man, Damn it's a tripHow a nigga could switch so quick from wearin lipstickTo smokin on Chronic at picnics, and now ya think yer biggerBut to me you ain't nothin but a bitch ass niggaWho ain't worth a food stamp, but atDeat Row, I hear yer gettin treated like Boot campGotta follow yer seargents directions, or get yer assPumped with a Smith and Wesson, learn a lesson from the EStay in your place and don't step to Real motherfuckin G's

Yo Dre, What's up? *Bang*Boy ya should have known by now..Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang*Boy ya should have known by now...